I was then on all fours, then on my back, then on my belly. It was a constant banging of cocks and slapping hands. Semen splattering all over. It went...on for hours of nonstop fucking in all my holes.Then a bell sounded and all men moved away. There was a huge bowl in the middle of the barn and I was thrown into it. It was filled with piss and shit. The other girls were thrown into it as well and the top was closed with a rack. We were trapped. The amount of piss and shit most be from all these. "Ariel turned away and walked out of my room naked and toward hers.As I watched her walk away my phone vibrated. I looked at the caller ID to see who it was. It was Jennie. Jennie was my "friends with benefits" buddy. Almost a year ago Jennie had broken up with her boyfriend. While I was consoling her we accidentally kissed, which quickly led to us undressing each other. Since Jennie and I didn't have romantic feelings for each other we agreed on a pact. For almost a year we called each other. Much to Peter’s surprise, that very afternoon she notified him that Mr. John Quade was out of the office and when she pressed further about Dylan’s claim she got—stonewalled. She began investigating and in a few short hours discovered that Quade had been placed on administrative leave five days prior to her inquiry and that all of his cases were being audited. Before the call ended, Sarah asked him to let her know how he wanted to proceed. He pondered her words for a few minutes, then called. He glanced over and caught Tracey staring at him, sheblushed and looked away then glanced up again to findhim smiling at her.'Oh shit, he's coming over,' thought Tracey as the blackman came to her table leaving the white girl to bringthe coffees."Anyone sitting here?" he asked politely as Tracey shookher head."Hi, my name's Tiny, not my real name of course," hesaid extending his hand and flashing a smile with a rowof gleaming teeth."Tracey," she said taking his hand just as the chubbygirl came.